By ΠΠ΅Π΄Π΅ΡΠΌΠ°Π½ ΠΠΈΠΊΡΠΎΡΠΈΡ ΠΠ°Π»Π΅ΡΡΠ΅Π²Π½Π°
"ΠΠ΅ΡΠΈ Π΄ΠΎΠ»ΠΆΠ½Ρ Π±ΡΡΡ ΡΠΌΠ½Π΅Π΅ ΡΠ²ΠΎΠΈΡ ΡΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΡΠ΅Π»Π΅ΠΉ", β ΠΏΠΎΠ²ΡΠΎΡΡΠ»Π° ΠΌΠ°ΠΌΠ°. ΠΠΎ ΡΠ°Π·Π²Π΅ ΡΡΠΎ Π²ΡΠ΅Π³Π΄Π° Π²ΠΎΠ·ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ½ΠΎ? ΠΠΈΠΌΠ° ΠΠ°ΡΠΈΠ»ΡΠΊΠΈΠ½, ΡΡΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠΊ ΡΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ "Π" ΠΊΠ»Π°ΡΡΠ°, Ρ ΡΡΠΈΠΌ ΠΊΠ°ΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΠΈ Π½Π΅ ΡΠΎΠ³Π»Π°ΡΠ΅Π½! ΠΠ½Π΅Π·Π°ΠΏΠ½Π°Ρ ΡΡΠΎΠΉΠΊΠ° ΠΏΠΎ ΡΡΡΡΠΊΠΎΠΌΡ ΡΠ·ΡΠΊΡ ΠΎΠΌΡΠ°ΡΠ°Π΅Ρ Π΅Π³ΠΎ Π±Π΅Π·ΡΠΏΡΠ΅ΡΠ½ΡΡ ΠΊΠΎΠ»ΠΎΠ½ΠΊΡ ΡΠ΅ΡΠ²ΡΡΠΎΠΊ ΠΈ ΠΏΡΡΡΡΠΎΠΊ. ΠΠ΅ΡΠΏΡΠ°Π²Π΅Π΄Π»ΠΈΠ²ΠΎ! ΠΠ΅Π΄Ρ ΠΠΈΠΌΠ° β ΡΠ°Π»Π°Π½ΡΠ»ΠΈΠ²ΡΠΉ ΠΏΠΈΡΠ°ΡΠ΅Π»Ρ! ΠΠ½ ΡΠΆΠ΅ ΡΡΠΏΠ΅Π» Π½Π°ΠΏΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΡ ΠΊΠ½ΠΈΠ³Ρ ΠΎ ΡΡΡΡΡΠΎΠΉ ΠΎΠ±Π΅Π·ΡΡΠ½ΠΊΠ΅, ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΊΠ°Π· ΠΎ ΠΏΠΎΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ½Π½ΠΎΠΌ ΡΠ°Π½ΡΠ΅, ΠΈ Π΄Π°ΠΆΠ΅ Π·Π°Π΄ΠΎΠΊΡΠΌΠ΅Π½ΡΠΈΡΠΎΠ²Π°Π» ΡΠΆΠ°ΡΠ½ΡΠΉ Π΄Π΅Π½Ρ ΡΠΎΠΆΠ΄Π΅Π½ΠΈΡ ΠΠΈΠ·Ρ ΠΠΎΠΌΠ°ΡΠΎΠ²ΠΎΠΉ. Π ΡΡΠΎ ΡΠΎΠ»ΡΠΊΠΎ Π½Π°ΡΠ°Π»ΠΎ!
ΠΠΎΠ·Π½Π°ΠΊΠΎΠΌΡΡΠ΅ΡΡ Ρ ΠΠΈΠΌΠΎΠΉ ΠΏΠΎΠ±Π»ΠΈΠΆΠ΅! ΠΠ³ΠΎ ΠΆΠΈΠ·Π½Ρ β ΡΡΠΎ ΠΊΠ°Π»Π΅ΠΉΠ΄ΠΎΡΠΊΠΎΠΏ ΡΠΌΠ΅ΡΠ½ΡΡ ΠΈ ΠΏΠΎΡΡΠΈΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΡΡ ΡΠΈΡΡΠ°ΡΠΈΠΉ. ΠΠ°ΡΡΡΡΡΡ Ρ Π΄ΡΡΠ³ΠΎΠΌ Π΄ΠΎ Π½ΠΎΡΠΈ? ΠΠ΅Π³ΠΊΠΎ! ΠΡΠΈΠ΄ΡΠΌΠ°ΡΡ ΡΠ°ΠΌΡΠΉ ΡΠΌΠ΅ΡΠ½ΠΎΠΉ ΡΠΎΠ·ΡΠ³ΡΡΡ Π½Π° ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ²ΠΎΠ΅ Π°ΠΏΡΠ΅Π»Ρ? Π Π°Π· ΠΏΠ»ΡΠ½ΡΡΡ! ΠΠ°ΡΡΠΈΡΡΡΡ ΠΈΠ³ΡΠ°ΡΡ Π½Π° Π³ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΠ΅ ΠΊ ΠΠΎΠ²ΠΎΠΌΡ Π³ΠΎΠ΄Ρ? ΠΡΠΎ Π²ΡΠ·ΠΎΠ², ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠΉ ΠΠΈΠΌΠ° Ρ ΡΠ°Π΄ΠΎΡΡΡΡ ΠΏΡΠΈΠ½ΠΈΠΌΠ°Π΅Ρ! ΠΠ°ΠΆΠ΄Π°Ρ ΠΈΡΡΠΎΡΠΈΡ, Π·Π°ΠΏΠΈΡΠ°Π½Π½Π°Ρ ΠΈΠΌ Π² ΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ°Π΄ΠΊΠ΅, β ΡΡΠΎ ΡΡΠΎΠΊ ΠΆΠΈΠ·Π½ΠΈ, ΠΏΠΎΠ»ΡΡΠ΅Π½Π½ΡΠΉ Π½Π΅ Π½Π° ΡΠΊΡΡΠ½ΡΡ ΡΡΠΎΠΊΠ°Ρ , Π° Π² Π²ΠΈΡ ΡΠ΅ Π½Π°ΡΡΠΎΡΡΠΈΡ Π΄Π΅ΡΡΠΊΠΈΡ ΠΏΡΠΈΠΊΠ»ΡΡΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠΉ.
ΠΠΎΠ²Π°Ρ ΠΊΠ½ΠΈΠ³Π° ΠΠΈΠΊΡΠΎΡΠΈΠΈ ΠΠ΅Π΄Π΅ΡΠΌΠ°Π½ β ΡΡΠΎ ΡΠ²Π»Π΅ΠΊΠ°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΡΠΉ "ΡΠΎΠΌΠ°Π½ Π² ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΊΠ°Π·Π°Ρ ", ΡΠΎΡΡΠΎΡΡΠΈΠΉ ΠΈΠ· Π·Π°Π±Π°Π²Π½ΡΡ ΠΈ ΠΏΠΎΡΡΠΈΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΡΡ ΡΠΏΠΈΠ·ΠΎΠ΄ΠΎΠ² ΠΈΠ· ΠΆΠΈΠ·Π½ΠΈ Π΄Π΅Π²ΡΡΠΈΠ»Π΅ΡΠ½Π΅Π³ΠΎ ΡΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ΅ΠΊΠ»Π°ΡΡΠ½ΠΈΠΊΠ°. ΠΠΈΠΌΠ° ΠΠ°ΡΠΈΠ»ΡΠΊΠΈΠ½ β ΡΡΠΎ ΠΊΠ°ΠΆΠ΄ΡΠΉ ΠΈΠ· Π½Π°Ρ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΆΠ΄ΡΠΉ ΡΠΊΠΎΠ»ΡΠ½ΠΈΠΊ, ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΠΆΠΈΠ²Π°ΡΡΠΈΠΉ ΡΠ²ΠΎΠΈ ΠΌΠ°Π»Π΅Π½ΡΠΊΠΈΠ΅ ΠΈ Π±ΠΎΠ»ΡΡΠΈΠ΅ ΠΏΠΎΠ±Π΅Π΄Ρ ΠΈ ΠΏΠΎΡΠ°ΠΆΠ΅Π½ΠΈΡ. ΠΠΈΠΊΡΠΎΡΠΈΡ ΠΠ΅Π΄Π΅ΡΠΌΠ°Π½ ΠΏΠΈΡΠ΅Ρ Π»Π΅Π³ΠΊΠΎ ΠΈ ΡΠ²Π»Π΅ΠΊΠ°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΠΎ, ΡΠΎΠ·Π΄Π°Π²Π°Ρ ΠΏΡΠ°Π²Π΄ΠΈΠ²ΡΠ΅ ΠΈ Π·Π°ΠΏΠΎΠΌΠΈΠ½Π°ΡΡΠΈΠ΅ΡΡ ΠΎΠ±ΡΠ°Π·Ρ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΠΈ Π² ΡΠ²ΠΎΠΈΡ ΠΏΡΠ΅Π΄ΡΠ΄ΡΡΠΈΡ Π±Π΅ΡΡΡΠ΅Π»Π»Π΅ΡΠ°Ρ : "ΠΠ°Π»Π΅Π½Π΄Π°ΡΡ ΠΌΠ°[ΠΉ]Ρ", "ΠΠ΅ΡΠ²ΠΎΠΊΡΡΡΠ½ΠΈΡΠ°", "ΠΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΠ½Π½Π°Π΄ΡΠ°ΡΡ! ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ Π¨ΡΡΡ-ΠΌΡΡΡ Π² ΠΏΡΡΠΎΠΌ "Π"", "Π£ΡΠΎΠΊΠΎΠ² Π½Π΅ Π±ΡΠ΄Π΅Ρ!".
"Children should be smarter than their parents," Mom used to repeat. But is that always possible? Dima Vasilykin, a third-grader in class 3A, strongly disagrees! A sudden C in Russian mars his otherwise perfect record of A's and B's. Unfair! After all, Dima is a talented writer! He's already written a whole book about a mischievous monkey, a story about a lost backpack, and even documented the terrible birthday party of Liza Komarova. And that's just the beginning!
Get to know Dima better! His life is a kaleidoscope of funny and insightful situations. Getting stuck at a friend's house until night? Easy! Coming up with the funniest April Fool's Day prank? A piece of cake! Learning to play the guitar by New Year's? That's a challenge Dima readily accepts! Every story he writes in his notebook is a life lesson, learned not in boring classrooms, but in the whirlwind of real childhood adventures.
Victoria Lederman's new book is a captivating "novel in stories," comprised of funny and instructive episodes from the life of a nine-year-old third-grader. Dima Vasilykin is every one of us, every schoolchild experiencing their small and big victories and defeats. Victoria Lederman writes with ease and captivating charm, creating truthful and memorable characters, just as she did in her previous bestsellers: "Maya's Calendar," "Freshman," "Just Eleven! or Love Affairs in Fifth 'D'," and "No Lessons Today!"